POEM TITLE The Lobster Pot
POEM Last night was the best night I’ve had out in ages
We went to a pub of the Blackness kind, it had
Baskets for lamps and at various stages
We laughed ’til we cried and read from the pages
Of works by Stephenson, Burns, Doyle and Barrie
Last night was the best night I’ve had out in ages
I invested my time and all of my wages
In lobster and wine, just enjoying this space with its
Baskets for lamps and at various stages
Paintings of seascapes and portraits of sailors
They had urns on the bar, a wee bird and a cooler
Last night was the best night I’ve had out in ages
They had chalk in the loos and the walls were my pages
So I chalked up a comment to say what I thought
And the ten words I used to make my report
Were scrawled out in lime, I was drunk, it took ages -
Tonight is the best night I’ve had out in ages.
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